This martial god is too extreme.

Chapter 469 The gods will not return, the God of War was erased from memory!
Deathly silence, annihilation, the most horrific killing and annihilation. There was no huge momentum, no astonishing vision, but only a casual death.

In the 3641st year of the Galaxy Calendar, forty-two advanced civilizations held their last civilization conference, and then all the supreme beings who attended the conference died collectively.

All advanced civilizations fell into emergency preparations for war. All major forces were mobilized, and many hidden families were no longer hiding. Led by a series of advanced civilizations that had made preparations early, such as the human race and the golden lion clan.

The galaxy has completely entered a state of universal military service. All warriors who can set foot in the galaxy, regardless of age and background, must set foot on this battlefield, just because the invasion of the Ruin Spirits has completely broken out.

The overwhelming black fog, the pale giant that concealed everything, and countless blood-red eyes.

All of this was like a ghost, shrouding the entire galaxy.

Wherever they passed, all planets turned into death zones, all rules were swallowed up, and all living things were assimilated into them. The scope of the black fog became larger and larger as they continued to swallow.

Until now, the black fog, viewed from a distance, has looked like an entire dead galaxy, facing the universe from afar.

Fortunately, forty-two advanced civilizations united together, and the retired supreme powers of their tribes came out one after another, using their own rules and ways to build a new front line, separating the black fog and the now intact galaxy.

All advanced civilizations used wormhole shuttle technology to enter this front line at the first time. And intermediate civilizations.

Now they have realized that this invasion of the Xu Spirit is different from previous ones. This time the Xu Spirit can devour all life and space and turn it into its own power.

If the last time the spirits invaded, these monsters still had their own consciousness and were considered independent individuals, then this time the spirits have become a "collective".

They hid in the black fog, as if all their selves were gone.

Anything they devour can make them stronger and make the range of the black fog even more terrifying. In order to prevent them from curbing the speed of their growing stronger, some low-level and intermediate civilizations were also brought behind this front line.

It all happened so fast and so strangely.

The previously powerful advanced civilization was completely lost in the face of this invasion of the Xu Ling. From the collapse of the battle line to the fall of one-third of the galaxy, the entire process seemed to take only a moment.

This completely unpredictable and impenetrable invasion made even the most advanced civilizations tremble in their hearts.

They knew one thing very well in their hearts. Being able to suppress the opponent at this level could only mean one thing: the opponent's dimension and level were far above their own.
Human race, imperial star.

"The chief strategist fell, the chief soldier defected, and in the end, I was the only one left."

The transporter sighed helplessly.

A holographic map appeared in front of him, showing the current state of the galaxy. One third of the map was wrapped in layers of black air.

"But sadly, we don't have time to be sad."

On the opposite side of the map, seven figures were looking at all this very seriously.

They are the real pillars of the human race, Ten Days of Martial Arts!

"My lords, even you have been alarmed this time."

"The matter of becoming a god is also related to the human race."

Yunzhu had just said half of his words when Shashengtian interrupted him by waving his hand.

"There is no need to mention the matter of ascending to the gods."

When he said this, a hint of inexplicable bitterness appeared on Zhao Zizai's face, and it was the same in the other few days.

Upon hearing this, the owner's expression suddenly changed, but he didn't say a word.

The fate of the human race is truly full of hardships. Even if we survive the invasion of the Xu Ling this time, when the gods return later, all races will be happy, but the human race will have to go through hardships again.

But the road to becoming a god is like this. There are no specific rules and no successful cases of becoming a god.

All the gods recorded in this galaxy seem to be born and raised naturally.

There has never been a record of a mortal ascending to godhood.

In the ten days of martial arts, too much had been sacrificed in order to find a future for the human race to become gods. Now that he said this, it seemed that he must have known some despairing news.

There was an unspeakable worry in the owner's eyes.

Xing Mutian on the side seemed to see what he was thinking.

"Don't think too much. The gods will not return."

"There are some things we cannot explain to you clearly, but you only need to know one thing: once you get through this calamity, the world will be wide open to you."

Xing Mutian spoke slowly.

Hearing this, the owner's expression changed again and again. He could clearly feel that the current condition of these people was not right, but now was obviously not the time to worry about these things.

Shi Tian is the pillar that supports the human race. He is the one who opened up the martial arts and saved the human race from being devoured by all other races.

Without ten days, there will be no human race. In this case, just believe unconditionally in ten days!

The owner of the transport thought so in his heart.

What he didn't notice was that while he was thinking about this, Wan Youtian and Zhao Mingxuan, who were not far away, were looking at him with very complicated eyes.

"Master Yun, do you still remember the God of War?"

Wan Youtian Zhao Mingxuan spoke.

"Martial God?" The Master of Transport was slightly stunned, and then said: "Of course I remember, according to historical records, Wu Dao Shi Tian appeared out of nowhere and saved the human race from disaster.

In order to remember the adults, the human race wanted to honor them as the God of War, but the adults did not allow it. The human race does not need any gods to come above their heads, only the sky.

Therefore, adults are called the Ten Days of Martial Arts! "

The transporter spoke rapidly.

He didn't know why Wan Youtian suddenly asked him this question. This was a story known to almost all human beings and an event written into textbooks.

After hearing the owner's answer, they all fell silent.

The entire conference room fell into an eerie silence.

Wow~
After a long while, the sound of the holographic map rotating broke the suffocating silence.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone. He was a seemingly very young boy, but the moment they saw him, they could feel the heaviness of history.

"Greetings, Lord Dou Weitian!"

The owner of the transport bowed slowly.

The person who comes is the one who is in charge of all plans and decisions within the ten days. He is a man of divine intelligence and is not as good as Zhuge Liang in Douweitian.

The path to becoming a god that he sought was extremely mysterious and in line with the secrets of heaven. His original body had long since disappeared, and he only walked the earth as a clone.

"The invasion of the Xu Ling will not stop. The battle line formed by the advanced civilization cannot stop them. The reason why the Xu Ling will no longer invade is because they are waiting for something."

"Be prepared. These monsters cannot be dealt with by common sense. There is no point in defending the front line."

Zhuge Buruo made a decision the moment he appeared.

"Yes!"

The Master of Transport nodded. His idea was different from Zhuge's. This time, the Xu Ling came with great force. The Supreme Council was completely destroyed, and there was still no news of the Ultimate Civilization. No one knew whether it was really colluding with the Xu Ling or met with an accident.

It is a sheer pipe dream to defend against an existence of this level with only one front.

Therefore, he had already dispatched strong men from all sides to take charge of the main star and the resource star respectively.

But he still felt that he lacked the strength.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Zhuge Buruo again. "Lord Dou Weitian, all the strong men that can be sent have already gone to various planets, but it is still not enough. I wonder what the sages are doing at this time?"

The owner of the transport asked tentatively, but he was responded with an almost indifferent response.

"They will die behind the black fog!"

Hearing this, the owner of the transport system did not look puzzled at all. Instead, he looked a little excited, as if some malignant tumor was about to be removed.

He knew best what those ancients who lived in the gap between the subspace and reality were.

Rather than being a sage, it would be better to say that he is a cancer.

However, because of their strength and past status, the owner of the transport was completely unqualified to touch them, so that many absurd things that happened to the human race were caused by them.

This force is indeed powerful, but it is completely out of control and may even backfire.

If he could die behind the black fog, it would be killing two birds with one stone.

The owner of the transport wanted to say something excitedly, but when he looked up again, he found that Shi Tian was gone.

However, he has gotten used to it. In the eyes of humans, Shi Tian is no different from a god except that he does not have the title of god. A god is naturally omnipotent.

"God of War."

Suddenly, the name that Wan Youtian mentioned emerged in the mind of the owner of the transport, and he felt inexplicably beating in his heart.

But now is obviously not the time to think about these things.

He quickly contacted the strong men from all sides, and without affecting the battle line, he wanted to evenly distribute them to various planets and ensure their cooperation with each other.

Since the day he took this position, he has been obsessed with never-ending work.

However, what Yunzhu didn't know was that at this moment in another space, Wudao Shitian was watching his every move.

"It seems that Changshi and his men have been really annoying in recent years."

"When I said they would die in the black fog, even this kid lost control of his facial expressions."

Zhuge Buru said with a slight smile.

"If you tell him that we will also fall behind the black fog, he might be more excited."

Si Mu Changsheng, who was drinking white wine and smacking his lips, couldn't help but speak.

However, there was no hint of sarcasm or joking in his words.

"It's destined. What's there to tell him?"

"I didn't expect that this memory would only awaken me yesterday."

"It's ridiculous to think about it. We felt regretful and helpless because of his death, but in the end, we were actually born because of him. Time, fate, cause and effect, all of this is really amazing."

Zhuge Buru spoke with a big laugh, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Tsk, I originally thought it was Old Eleven, but now I don't even know what to call him."

'It's a mess'

Si Mu Changsheng half-knelt on the ground, muttering to himself.

On the other days, they were laughing out loud. This scene didn't look like a party at all, but more like a few children playing around.

"Except for us and him, I think the God of War has disappeared from everyone's memory at this moment."

"The points and lines have already appeared, now all that's missing is the 'surface'."

Zhuge Buruo said this meaningfully, and then looked at a tiny planet of the human race.

All causes and effects have been predetermined. Today is the past, today is the future, today is everything.

"Everyone, we should go for an outing to commemorate our 'awakening'."

"Let us take a walk behind the black fog!"

Zhuge Bu Ruo said loudly.

"Drinking after the fog, how pleasant~" Si Mu Changsheng laughed and his figure disappeared into thin air.

Wan Youtian raised his lips: "Now that we are finally awake, let's do what we should do."

"Tsk, the passionate killing game is about to begin~" Shashengtian said with a hint of sarcasm.

The figures of the gods began to slowly disappear.

Until the end, Zhuge Bu Ru was the only one standing there.

He took a deep breath.

It seemed like he was talking to himself, but also like he was talking to something.

"You are the only one who can see your plan clearly. We are all pieces on the chessboard. Now, it's time for you to wake up."

"We are here because of you, so we will also serve as your final 'key'."

The words fell.

Zhuge Buruo's figure also dispersed like starlight.

The human race is on a tiny planet.

Su Tu stood in the square, his face looking extremely solemn and silent.

There are ten statues placed on the square. They are the statues of the Ten Days of Martial Arts. Considering their attacks on the human race, there is no problem at all to have statues enshrined.

But the real problem is that not long ago, he remembered that there were nine faceless statues standing on this square.

Those are statues of nine war gods.

But at some point, those statues were replaced.

Although Wudao Shitian's status is extremely high, it is still far from that of the God of War.

The human race would never do something like exchanging the Ten Days Sculpture for the Martial God Sculpture.

Even if they were willing, they would not agree within ten days.

But what is going on now?
Under the statue, a female teacher was standing with a group of children, telling them about the statue's achievements.

“My children, you must remember that these people are the true saviors of the human race. Three thousand years ago, when the human race left the galaxy and became the blood food of all races, it was they who stood up.

Lay down the martial arts, leave behind your mind, and open up a way for our race to survive.

The human race wanted to call them the God of War, but they were unwilling and would not allow it."

Listening to the teacher's words, Su Tu felt a sense of absurdity. This was too far from what he knew. Wu Dao Shi Tian refused the title of Martial God and opened up the martial arts. What the hell was going on! !
Su Tu wanted to go up to her and ask her what was going on in what she said.

But suddenly.
His mind began to burst into an endless wave, and then scenes of unprecedented memories emerged before his eyes.

That was an extremely distant past. In that past, Su Tu saw Su Zhou who had lost contact with him, and the little blood moon that had disappeared. They were just there looking at him.

There are endless causes and effects and fate in between.

(End of this chapter)